And I don’t know why I feel so alone. Here I’d thought I’d Be right at home. But instead I’m crying, Lost in my mind. My thoughts turning To your devilish kind. Friends who don’t care, Of my greatest feats. Why would it matter, That I’m one of the elites? I run, I perform, I work, And I Dream. But that doesn’t matter, To any, it seems. Instead I seclude, Retreating to my room. A forlorn look to My friends with gloom. I’m alone. Unneeded. Unwanted. And Unacknowledged. Instead of being praised, I’m being discouraged. Why should I try to do so well, When all I receive is a change in subject? I thought maybe this year, I’d earn some respect. Yet, I cry, I sob, I fall, I hurt. Lost in the cowardly Refusal to assert. I accept that I’m alone, Though it brings me to tears. That’s all I’m good for, Just another set of ears. So leave me behind, A pair of eyes in the dust; It’s not like there’s anyone else To trust.